Bird Dog

Well, son of a gun

We got 'em on the run

This time we'll smoke them out

And bring them to justice now

See, they killed three men, fleeced their kin

And cut off into the Carolinas

They say there's word that they're hurt

And hidin' in the mountains and the mines

Runnin' out, well, they're runnin' out of space and time

And I don't know if we'll get outta here alive

Come on out with your, come on out with your

Come on out with your hands held high

This life is all I've known

Set up to fail then be shot down

Well, you sit there and wait us out and say

"It's only a matter of time"

While we're stuck in here and contemplating the end of our lives

Are you comin' out? Well, then come on out

Well, then come on out the door

Come on, son, well, let's have some fun

I'll give you what for

Now if I kill you, hope I send you

To that distant shore

Come on out then, come on out the door

Woo

Well, you know you know, you know you know

I never wanted this life

I had dreams and hopes and they're dyin' with me tonight

It's the end of the line, there's nowhere to go

Oh, I know

I'm comin' out, well, I'm comin' out just for you

You

You

I'm gone